Where am I going? Who am I?" she said. "And I just sat down and looked out the window and started writing, and out it came." What came out? Poetry. From "Fragments of Me" They are everywhere.

In four new collections, a frank look at disability, a celebration of domestic life (and dogs), a gathering of hushed moments ...

No offense, meat eaters and representatives of the vegetable community, but I’m a vegetarian.

The late Ernie Harwell's contributions to the Detroit Tigers are truly immeasurable. In honor of his legacy, I have crafted a ...

"Don't count your chickens before they hatch," "The early bird catches the worm" — these and other proverbs are poems condensed across generations.

In her new memoir, the daughter of Kennedys, broadcast journalist and former first lady of California uses poetry to explore a woman in search of herself.

Each April—Poetry Month—I am reminded of another way to engage the world, one which neither embraces the news as singularly important nor chooses to turn its back on the public sphere.

“I am not a poet,” she admits easily, before harkening back to her college days when she read the same poem for the Radcliffe Choral Society. Another performer unspools his life in a series of ...

But you see, I am a person who loves nostalgia ... I had thought of it as a poem when I was writing it. Was Sharmila Tagore your first and last choice? I had this idea a long time back with ...